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BETTY GORDON AT MOUNTAIN CAMP
icy patch and he almost came to his knees. Betty saved herself from going over his head by a skillful lunge backward, pulling sharply on the reins.
But the horse did not so easily regain his foothold. The edge of the bank crumbled. Betty did not utter a sound, but the girls behind her screamed in unison.
"Stop! Wait! She'll be killed!"
Betty knew that Bob was coming at a thundering pace on his brown mount; but the gray horse was on its haunches, sliding down the slope of the ravine, snorting as it went. Betty could not stop her horse, but she clung manfully to the reins and sat back in her saddle as though glued to it.
Just what would happen when they reached the bottom of the slope was a very serious question.
